April 20: Translation (#NaPoWriMo #NaPoWriMo2020 #GloPoWriMo #Poetry)



Removing your essence

from one memory to the next:

your style, groomed in dreams

glimpsed through your eyes,

your voice, cutting like paper

thinner than your veil,

your taste, delicious, delirious,

deliberate from your lips,

your soul, ever imprisoned,

free now beyond your age.

I waited for my angel

but failed to feel her wings

drifting onto my pillow.

Sighing, my pen dropped.

You smiled, your body

cold and stiff in your page.


(Image: “Why did Cleopatra wear makeup?”, A Moment of Science, Indiana Public Media)


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